Douluo's strange martial spirit

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When Zhang Zheng left, his steps were brisk.

Compared to the maids bought from the auction house, Tang Yuehua can surpass them all.

Besides, Tang Yuehua is not a superficial woman, on the contrary, she is one of the few people who has no prejudice against Zhang Zheng's lust.

Thinking of her graceful and luxurious aura wearing silver-white palace clothes, Zhang Zheng had only seen it once on Pope Bibi Dong.

Even Sister Qingwei, who has been trained by Tang Yuehua, is far from that kind of mature intellectual beauty.

Moreover, Zhang Zheng felt that he needed a peer to accompany him.

Zhang Zheng was so proud when he thought that he would be able to hold the beauty in his arms in two months.

"Coachman, go back to the manor."

After boarding his spare luxury carriage, Zhang Zheng was about to return to Baiyuan Garden in a hurry.

Wuhun Palace... Humph!

It's best not to take the initiative to cause trouble for me, otherwise in a few years when my young master is fully fledged, he will definitely capture Bibi Dong and wash Yuehua's feet.

With the hollow willow tree, Zhang Zheng was already in an invincible position.

Even if ten or a hundred titled Douluo were chasing him, Zhang Zheng could leave calmly.

On the fifth floor of Yuexuan, in Tang Yuehua's boudoir.

At this time, the beautiful woman looked shy, stroking her red lips with her bare hands.

kissed.

It was the first time in my life that I was kissed by a member of the opposite sex, and the person turned out to be a twelve-year-old boy.

Moreover, he also said that he was willing to fight everything on his behalf.

The three gold cards on the dressing table prove that all this is not a dream.

"Do I love Zhang Zheng?"

Asking himself, Tang Yuehua then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

To say you fell in love with a little brat would be an absolute lie.

But to say that I like him is just a little bit.

After all, that kid is too mature to be treated as a child.

Thinking that he would go back to Haotian Sect with her to propose marriage in a few days, the rouge color that had just faded away from Tang Yuehua's face seemed to be thickened by three points.

But thinking about her elder brother, she felt a headache.

He probably wouldn't be too willing to marry his sister to a twelve-year-old who will soon be thirteen.

Especially since that kid is a complete little pervert.

The two of them had just confirmed their relationship, and when they were chatting, the guy actually admitted that he had no intention of giving up and continuing to pursue the beauty.

In his words.

“I have money, I have strength, and I’m young, so you have to let me have a hobby!

Strength, money, beauty, power, fame, there are so many pursuits in a person's life.

I already have the first two, and I already have a bad reputation, so I don’t care.

Power means responsibility.

The Douluo Chamber of Commerce has already exhausted me, so why should I have more power?

Besides, when I become the strongest person in the continent, power will not be readily available.

So, Yuehua, please let me stay in pursuit of beautiful women as my last pursuit.

You are the boss anyway, and they have to be controlled by you when they get home. "

Thinking of Zhang Zheng's steadfast face, his face that saw through the world's fame and wealth, and loved beauty more than the country, Tang Yuehua wanted to slap him.

I just agreed to marry you, and you tell me that you want to continue chasing other women. Is this really appropriate?

She was even thinking about whether Zhang Zheng would go back to Haotian Sect with her to propose marriage in a few days, and whether she should persuade her eldest brother to give him a slap first and vent her anger in advance.

After putting the three gold cards on the dressing table into the soul guide, Tang Yuehua calmed down and planned to go downstairs to give etiquette lessons to the noble children.

In the Baiyuan Garden outside the city, the entire manor instantly became excited as Zhang Zheng announced that he would marry Tang Yuehua in two months.

Qingwei knew exactly who Zhang Zheng liked. After all, when he first got married, he often used to send her to class to chat with Mrs. Yuehua.

"Xiao Zheng, are you serious about marrying Mrs. Yuehua? Are you sure you're not daydreaming?"

Seeing Zhang Zheng's expression of joy on his face, he was in high spirits on happy occasions.

Uncle Chen, who had just helped Angela get enrolled in school, was the first to express disbelief when he came back.

Uncle Chen had seen Tang Yuehua twice when he was sending Qingwei away.

If you remove the problem of soul power cultivation, in Uncle Chen's eyes, she is a perfect woman.

There were even rumors that he had an affair with Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire.

Of course, the rumors are just rumors. With his identity at Zhang Zheng's level, he would naturally not believe that.

Otherwise, no matter how much he likes Zhang Zheng, he will not offend both Tiandou Empire and Wuhun Palace because of someone else's lover.

But for such a perfect woman to fall in love with his own little pervert, Uncle Chen couldn't believe it.

Looking back and forth at Zhang Zheng, Uncle Chen felt that he might be controlled by a spiritual soul master and was daydreaming.

"Hey...! Uncle Chen.

If you weren't the person I trust the most, I could cut you with the way you look at me. Do you believe it? "

Seeing Uncle Chen's caring eyes for the mentally retarded, Zhang Zheng's excited heart was immediately doused by a basin of cold water.

This guy has no charm himself and can't pick up beautiful women. He actually doubts my charm. I can't bear it.

Thinking of the several times he had introduced the ladies from big families to him, Zhang Zheng suddenly felt that he had fed the white-eyed wolf out of his kindness.

My Yuehua is excellent, there is no doubt about this.

But I, Zhang Zheng, am not bad either.

On the surface, she has Yuexuan, the aristocratic etiquette training center, and I also have Zhangjia Store, a business machine that attracts money.

Why do you think I'm daydreaming when I can catch up with someone?

"Sister Qingwei, let's have spicy hot pot tonight, the spicy kind."

Thinking of what Uncle Chen had done, Zhang Zheng already had an idea to punish him.

Ever since he invented hot pot, Uncle Chen has fallen in love with the taste, especially the spicy hot pot.

But there is one problem with this guy, that is... he has hemorrhoids.

Yes, this guy has this disease.

I don’t know why, even though he is a soul master, he actually has this disease.

Every time he eats spicy food, he will suffer for several days.

But as soon as he saw it, he couldn't help but want to eat it.

In response to this, Zhang Zheng tried hard to deal with him, and it worked repeatedly.

"I'm going out to eat tonight...!"

Hearing Zhang Zheng say that he wanted to eat spicy food, Uncle Chen, who had been doubting him just now, darkened his face and turned to leave.

This kind of self-destructive move is something that only this little bastard can use.

You can be sure that this thing is not controlled by others.

"No! Uncle Chen.

At dinner in the evening, let's discuss the wedding.

If you leave, who should I consult with? "

Seeing that Uncle Chen was about to leave, Lao Zhang immediately ran over and pulled him back.

No matter how hard Uncle Chen struggled, he couldn't escape his clutches.

"You ungrateful little bastard, is this really appropriate for me?"

Seeing Zhang Zheng and Uncle Chen fighting, Qing Wei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

However, when she saw that the other maids were also snickering, she suddenly raised her eyebrows.

"You guys, do whatever you have to do.

Is the matter between the master and Uncle Chen something you can just laugh at? "

Accompanied by Qingwei's majestic voice, the little maids in the living room all froze on the spot, and then lowered their heads one by one to admit their mistake.

They all knew in their hearts that they and others were nothing compared to Qing Wei, who had followed Zhang Zheng from a young age.

Hearing Qingwei's scolding, Zhang Zheng and Uncle Chen also stopped.

"Okay, you guys go down and prepare dinner!"

After tidying up his clothes, Zhang Zheng didn't mean to embarrass the maids.

They are all his people, it's just a smile, it won't make him angry.

As for Qingwei's scolding, that was the responsibility of the housekeeper, and Zhang Zheng would not blame her.

but!

Glancing at Qingwei, Zhang Zheng realized belatedly that she, who was only fifteen years old, had grown up.

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